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Poetry

By: Raul G. Moldez

black ants

We climb up trees,
towers or buildings
and crawl on earth,

floors or surfaces
looking for food.
We stockpile them

in preparation
for the rainy season.
We are small creatures

nameless, unknown.
All we know is
to labor night and day.

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